Tuesday rolled around and Derek was sitting at his desk, surrounded by his BAU family.
"Come on Morgan! Just tell us the name!" JJ whined.
"Why? We didn't know Henry's name until he was born." Derek shot back. The nagging from the last two days was getting to him. He and Emily hadn't expressly said they would keep the name to themselves, but he didn't want to tell without her knowledge. He looked to his unit chief, "Come on, Hotch! Back me up here!"
"Tell us or you're suspended for insubordination." Hotch said with a steely glance.
"What?! This isn't work related! That's not cool dude!" The team knew they were wearing him down. He was starting to whine. Hotch just stared back at him. Derek groaned. Emily would kill him. "Fine, I'll tell you. But you can't tell anyone outside of this team. We want to surprise our mothers." He got affirmatives from the whole team. He sighed, "Her name is Franki Eliza Morgan. Franki for my mom, Eliza for Emily's mom. Happy now?" He sat back in his chair and pouted.
"Oh my god that is so cute! I'm going to order personalized everything right now!" Penelope squealed as she ran back towards her liar.
"I love it!" JJ said, pulling her friend into a hug.
"It really is a nice name." Rossi said before patting his shoulder and heading to his office.
Hotch looked at Morgan, "I'm sorry Derek, but it was get you to tell or face the wrath of JJ and Penelope. I value my life." He said, showing his rarely seen humor.
Spencer sat in his desk, looking at his pseudo-brother, a goofy smile on his face. "Your mom is gonna love that. Not to mention with current trends in names the likelihood of her having another Franki in any of her schooling is slim to none."
Derek smiled at the younger man, usually his statistical analysis of everything would annoy him. This time it warmed his heart. Emily and he had already decided Spencer as godfather, but godmother was stuck between Penelope and JJ. Emily and Derek both loved Spencer, but Emily is closer to JJ, while Derek is closer to Pen. They had two months to decide. Either way, Franki would be loved and spoiled and that's really all he could ask for.
Derek left work early so he could meet with Emily to sign for the title of the house. He pulled up to the real estate office just as Emily was getting out of her car, a lawyer carrying a briefcase not far behind her.
He hugged and kissed Emily, "Baby, it looks like we're about to commit a crime." He laughed against her lips.
She gently pushed him away, "Come on we need to get this house so that you can start working immediately. We're kind of on a time crunch with an unknown end."
The signing went well, as did the rest of the week. The team was called away to Iowa for a case. If they weren't back by the weekend Emily planned on having Penelope stay with her. After she came back, she had this sinking feeling whenever she was alone for too long. Even though, logically, she knew Penelope couldn't help in the face of danger, emotionally, it made her feel better. Emily was in her last lecture of the day. This was one of her favorites. It was the highest-level profiling course the academy offered. That meant the students were more engaged, could answer questions more readily and accurately. She was about halfway through when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.
She gasped, one hand protectively clutching her stomach while the other grabbed to podium to support her.
"Professor Prentiss? Are you alright?" One of her students, Thomas, asked. Thomas was friendly and constantly engaged in class.
Emily stood back up, the pain passing quickly. "I'm fine, Thomas. I just needed a minute."
On cue, Emily felt the same pain again, this time much stronger. She nearly collapsed but Thomas and a couple other cadets were catching her, supporting her, and guiding her to take a seat. Emily was gasping, trying to recover from the pain.
"Prentiss, what do I do?" Thomas asked, his soft green eyes filling with fear.
"My bag," She gasped again, "My bag has my phone. Bring it to me." She groaned and leaned back as the pain hit again. "Fuck, fuck. This is not happening. Somethings wrong, its too early and it hurts too much to be labor." She cried to herself, but her students heard and they were worried from her uncharacteristic outburst.
Thomas ran back over and handed her the phone. She quickly dialed the only person who could and would drop everything to help her. "Office of Goddess of all Knowing, how may I help you today?"
"Pen," Emily gasped, "Somethings wrong. It hurts. Fuck, oh god it hurts."
"Emily? Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Where are you?"
"I'm still in my lecture hall. Pen hurry." She cried out, the pain and the fear getting to her.
"I'll be right there." Emily heard the click as the phone disconnected. She leant back in the chair and tried her best to take slow, calming breaths.
After what felt like ages, but was realistically probably ten minutes, the door to the hall burst open and Penelope did her best to run to Emily in her platform heels. "Emily! Oh god, okay. Can you walk? My car is right out front. I parked on the sidewalk, so time is of the essence."
Emily tried to stand and fell back as the pain coursed through her again. She shook her head. Penelope quickly looked around the room. She pointed to the two biggest guys in the room, "You two, help me get her to my car. You," she turned to Thomas who was still close by and scared for his favorite instructor, "Get her stuff and bring it to the car."
The two large men easily supported most of Emily's weight, following a frantic and quirky looking woman. Once they had Emily in and buckled Penelope turned to her as she quickly pulled away. "Have you called Derek?" Emily shook her head. Penelope pulled out her own phone and called him. She gave him a rundown of what was happening, but she knew very little of what was happening, all she knew was that Emily was in seemingly excruciating pain.
"Penelope Garcia you keep me updated. I can fly back right now." Derek said as the panic rose within him.
"I've got her. Just try to stay calm" Penelope said, knowing it was useless to tell him that.
When they arrived at the hospital Penelope helped Emily out, who could walk a little better now. After frantically telling the intake nurse what was happening and some minor threats, they had Emily back, laying on a hospital bed.
Soon a greying doctor came into her room and smiled sadly at Emily. "Okay, so the nurse filled me in, I have a couple theories but I'm going to give you an ultrasound, do you already know what you're having?"
Emily nodded weakly, "A girl."
"Alright, let's see how she's holding up." The doctor pulled up Emily's shirt, and tucked a towel in the hem of her pants before squirting cool gel on her stomach. Emily's hand squeezed Penelope's tightly. After a few moments Emily heard the heartbeat of her daughter. It was as strong as her last checkup. "Huh." The doctor huffed out, a small smile on her lips, before Emily could ask anything the doctor spoke up, "Emily, when you felt the pain, did it seem to travel down your leg?"
"Uh yeah." Emily was eyeing the doctor skeptically.
"Alright, you and your daughter are fine." Her smile brightened and both Penelope, and Emily sighed with relief. "Right at the bottom of your spine, near your tailbone, you have all these nerves running down to supply your legs with neurological stimuli. Your daughter has just decided to play tetherball with one. As she grows, she gets lower into the pelvis which is why you haven't felt this before. You're just fine and so is she. What we can do to help is just gently coax her to another position, so she doesn't accidentally do real damage."
Emily laughed, "You mean this is nothing? Just me being one of those paranoid new moms?"
"Yeah, exactly." The doctor winked.
Emily was so relieved she could scream, "How are you going to coax her away?"
The doctor looked to Penelope, "Well me and your bright, and from what I hear, vaguely threating friend," Both women laughed at the statement, "Can just push around on your stomach until I feel her shift, then double check with the ultrasound."
After all was said and done, Franki was sitting more comfortably for both of them. Penelope and Emily called Derek to ensure him his daughter and girlfriend were doing well. The case had been solved and they would be home later that night.
A/N: Okay, folks. Let me know in the reviews if you think JJ or Penelope should be the godmother. I seriously cannot decide for myself, so what would you rather see?